The Supreme Aglet Waxes Poetic

Now and then, I feel somewhat of a responsibility to ensure that my faithful and large group of readers are well taken-care of and that their lives are enriched. While the reader will be disappointed if he or she expects to receive a check in the mail, the more realistic individual will conclude that my reference to maintaining his or her well-being would have more to do with the verbally motivational rather than randomly doling out fiduciary rewards to this one or that one. (Note the use of of both genders in the previous sentence, twice, indicating the sort of progressive individual that The Supreme Aglet truly is).

With this in mind, The Supreme Aglet shall now endeavor to inspire and motivate the reader with his own uniquely creative brand of poetry.

I call this poem: For S/he Who Wishes S/he Were Me

For the she or the he who wishes s/he were me
To possess the Aglet's supreme-iality
To impart that for which all have long been awaiting
Man, something reeks. Is someone flatulating?

Now that I have left you with this valuable admonition to succeed in all that you endeavor, remember... I am Aglet, I am Supreme, I am clever, take care of your spleen; and the world of the Supreme Aglet is once again in perfect balance.